My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 274 Pressure and Growth

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Lancelot dared to come out of the city because he had no idea how many people were in the dark, and in the light of the easy atmosphere of Romanian warriors, not too many people could have been hunted. And the other side is that he didn't see that golden, glittering broken steel sword.

Without that little girl, Kerall wouldn't be there, except for Kerall, who wasn't afraid of Camelot.

With such confidence Lancelot rushed out of the castle.

He was greeted with a headache.

“When!” the two swords, the horses collided hard, no one fled, no one retreated, Lancelot and Gagheris collided like two meteors, the momentum brought by the two directly lifted the infantry and knights nearby, it was hard to imagine that the two could fight so strongly, even the knights at the round table were surprised.

Am I supposed to be the Knight of the Round Table?

With an exciting smile, the knights of the round table began the killing.

At night, ordinary Romanians couldn't see what was really going on, and even though the East started to glow, they still couldn't see the knights rushing in, so just for a moment, they had no dense formation, no shield, not even a little bunker, and they just had a light cavalry impact on the farmland, and they collapsed in just three seconds.

There are three ways to deal with it: yell and gather your teammates and resist this shock. They can't see, and Camelot's knights can't see. One big problem here is that Lancelot himself came out of town with more than 1,200 people, and all the way together, there were about 2,200 Romanians, about 3,400 of them mixed together, like a noisy mess.

With Lancelot, it's better when there's discipline, but the desert horses want to get together in a mess of dark invisibility? It's not an insult to their discipline. One word: hard!

The second way is to get down on the ground to this loose cavalry impact and not be able to step on yourself. If there is no psychological pressure, then it would be best to hold the body of your next teammate against yourself. Believe me, that body can save your life, because he can help you withstand a weight of up to two tons and carry a total of 800 kilograms of armor on you. One leg definitely doesn't represent a quarter of the weight when you step on it.

The third way is to run!!

You don't have to run faster than a horse, you just have to run faster than the people around you.

These knights will never go too far, they will rush for a distance and then they will fold back and continue to penetrate the punch, in other words, they will win as long as they rush this distance!

Even knights can't chase themselves in infrared imaging without reason, can they?

But none of these three methods work.

The people of Lancelot are not of such a high quality that Romanian fighters lack brains and leadership.

It can be said that they have now become headless flies, but they have just broken into the dead.

In addition to the battle circle between Lancelot and Gagheris, the knights rushed with the smallest of three and the largest formation of fifteen, because the issue of altitude in this bright morning was only a faint glimpse of the human figure, and they were all knights, high-end infantry with a human gamma, thus providing the conditions for identification and not hurting their own people.

In just a few seconds, Lancelot's people were dispersed, and thirty seconds later, they were all horses who could no longer hear Romanian.

Obviously, a total collapse has occurred, but where can they go?

Torres smashed open the wooden door before it closed, and then a thousand knights split 500, one group took control of the city walls, the other drove straight into Lancelot's mansion, and they would take control of the whole city by a split team on the way, a Roman city that would not burn and plunder, but would not be merciful, and in order to maintain order, they would not hesitate to slaughter the Romanians who walked out of their homes at this time.

To stabilize, order, and not be ambushed by the enemy.

The Camelot knights chose the cruelest, bloodiest action.

Apparently Lancelot's house has been copied.

When Lancelot escaped from Gagheris and returned to the castle with the remaining twenty or thirty, what he saw was a Camelot cavalry who lit a platoon of torches and patrolled the castle on a tall horse.

“Damn it!” Lancelot shouted, then pulled his horse and left, and as for the twenty or thirty behind him... even the castle and the people didn't have that much to order?!

And Merlin was smart enough not to even look for Lancelot to go straight back to the capital, so she wouldn't have to suffer a second failure.

The next morning.

“What, you've overrun Lancelot's castle?” Altoria had just fallen asleep and was spooked by the news.

“Kay.” She looked angrily at Kerall.

“Now this land belongs to Camelot.” Keiral shrugged his shoulders with a smile, joking, sleeping by the side of the bed, can't let Lancelot, a guy who has a reputation in history, never underestimate, since he can't beat him, kill him, then force him away, absolutely not let this guy set up a camp here.

You know how busy Kerall would be if Lancelot harassed me with the strategic idea of entering my retreat, let alone cultivating farmland and building a port, and the castle would be unsustainable, how could it be nailed to the mainland as a bridgehead fortress?

So Lancelot has to go. He has to go. He can't stay. The principle that no nation is small or small, and that any man who obstructs the progress of the country must be sanctioned and slaughtered is the golden rule that the leader of the country, the helmsman, must not compromise and kill decisively.

Fortunately, he had left, walked decisively and without any remorse, so that his castle, the people under his rule, although small, still weighed nearly 200,000 people to add to Camelot's glory.

Strategically, Kerall should build another castle, supported by a coastal castle, the castle of Lancelot, to erect a triangular development zone, and if it is to be more stable, build a fence or a wall to connect the land in the three castles, so that while there will be some extraordinary investment in the majority of the population, if it is developed, the value it brings is definitely worth investing.

But that's too conspicuous.

Keiral went into the village secretly to hunt deer, but he didn't want to shoot. It was so obvious that it didn't fit his style - he certainly didn't know how much Alexander and Nero valued him, making sure that his land was one or two people on the border would give up enemies and fight him. For Nero, he just wanted to capture Keiral, and Alexander was just trying to be a little more wonderful with Keiral on this board.

I really want to drink coffee, Chinese people tend to like to add more sugar cube, while foreigners directly drink bitter, the sugar tastes good, but it is a combination of bitter coffee needs.

And black tea can be accompanied by sugar or lemon, and who can make that clear?

So one of Keiral's machines is almost wasted, but it also fits Keiral's own personality: thick, thin hair.

The thick, thin hair is Wang Dao, and the ten years of Kerall's invasion of the Great League of Pirates has only taken a little bit of a small strategy to wipe each other out?

Whether it's the food advantage, the military advantage, the ideological advantage, the technological advantage, the power of the state is like a bucket of plates in all aspects, the quantity of water is not the longest, but the shortest.

By the same token, it is a good country to have a comprehensive development of moral and intellectual merit.

Although Keiral is not so strenuous in building a triangular “Great Wall”, the triangular defense system is imperative. One side has difficulty supporting both sides. Avoiding one destruction at a time is an effective method. This is the kind of triangular fortress that China used in its ancient fight against Huns and Serbian barbarians. Of course, there are no undefeated fortresses in the world, surrounded by one or the other, and halfway ambush reinforcements have become a tactic frequently used by nomadic peoples.

So how war is fought depends on the leader of the army.

Kerall was not stingy in his right to divide Romanian land into three points, directly to three chiefs of the knights of the round table: Gagheris, Torres and Beowulf.

In fact, Beowulf, as the tip of the triangle, would face the Romanian shock directly, but his growing vigour and bloodbath made him very happy with Kerall's arrangements, and he did not say much about the administrators sent by Kerall.

Torres had a steady personality, Kerall was reassured to sit in the cliff fort, and Kerall was not worried that he would return to trade once a row of ports had been built.

His biggest concern was Lancelot's castle.

Gagheris is a man who jumps off, with a young man's characteristic spirit of courage and aspiration to the outside world. Although it is inevitable for young people, Kerall still puts this heavy burden on his shoulders. Some people cannot mature for life, while others need pressure to mature slowly. When a Chinese man is crushed on a woman, a child, a family, then it is time for him to mature.

Obviously, Kerall also intends to push Gagheris so hard, hoping that he will grow up as soon as possible. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)